Aguirre sets a fast pace, taking you by the throat and never letting go until the end of the book. I found my eyes glued to these pages and murmuring, “Just one more chapter” even when it was waaay past my bedtime.
There’s just something so compelling about Sirantha Jax. She’s a bit of a hardass, never allowing others to care for her too much. I have to respect her as a character. She’s lost so much when we first meet her and she doesn’t have anyone to turn to in times of need. She’s possesses the J-gene, something so rare and so sought out that many see her as a prized possession. The problem is that with every jump through grimspace, she is one step closer to her death.
We meet Jax at a low point in her life. She’s being held captive in a small cell, enduring countless interrogations about the massacre that occurred when the ship she was navigating crash-lands, killing every single person on board, including her lover Kai. She’s the sole survivor and is now accused of being the killer. Defending herself is hard when she can’t recall any memory of it.
Enter March, who is the newest addition to my hottie harem. The man is a full-time asshole and a part-time lover. March offers Jax an offer she can’t resist: Her freedom. If only she travels with them to create a new breed of jumper.
I expected this book to be a thrill ride and it absolutely was. But I didn’t expect the heartbreak that came along with it. Not only was Grimspace an adrenaline-pumping thrill ride, it was an emotionally draining ride as well.
March and Jax develop a very deep bond that goes beyond the physical exteriors. With March being Psi and pilot, he got to see a whole different side to Jax. Jax always talks about compartmentalizing her emotions and even that couldn’t barricade March out. He gets under his skin and for me, I fell hard for the both of them.
I think the desperation of their love is captured best by this quote:
Reality is March out there grieving. Reality is how he watches me when he doesn’t think I’m paying attention. Reality is the way he keeps his promises. Reality is... him loving me although he’s seen every scar, every fault, inside and out, magnified a thousand times. Reality is him saying to himself: I want her, no matter what. She’s mine.
I’ve got to get back to him.